[She's a bit startled by the hug, blinking owlishly at him.]

But it's not enough, Zevran. It's only for a little time and that's not fair to you.

[Elissa has been raised in a world of noblemen, riches, lavish things. He has not. It's not fair and will never be to allow him some small measure of happiness only to take it from him. And she will be the cause, something she had promised herself she would never do.]

No, I... Zev. [She reaches up to take his face gently in her hands, shaking her head as she does so.] What I've done... It doesn't justify me taking anything from anyone. Not from you. Not from my friends.

[And may the Maker help her, as she's already done that too many times.]

I'm not perfect. I've done terrible things. You're not something I 'deserve'. You are a person and someone I... [Shit, that word again.] Your wishes matter to me.